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towerofanimus2012-12-18 10:48 pm
atouchofstrife) wrote in towerofanimus2012-12-18 10:48 pm
Entry tags:
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Characters: Cloud Strife and YOU
Settings: 4th floor lounge, 25th floor the meadow, 1st floor cafeteria throughout the day.
Format: comment spam to start but will match
Summery: Cloud is having a few issues but will stop to cookextremely SOLDIER bland food.
✗Lounge
[ he had been avoiding the dorms save for when he had to sleep in his bed. Cloud spent most of his time in the lounge, watching the clouds outside and thinking about what he was going to do. Not that the matter had changed much in the last three weeks, but more so because he is a little different. For some reason, he wanted to nag the former general about his ridiculousness. He wanted to tell him to grow up. In fact, he did and that was just not normal for Cloud at all.
So he watched the clouds and he sometimes slept in a nest made from half cured hides and thought.
This day was different though. This day he felt a crawling sensation, like a hundred tiny ants had been poured into his veins and then were fed sugar. He rubbed his arms and then frowned, a headache threatening to appear just behind his eyes.]
Great.
✗Meadow
[he could feel the cold. Cloud was one of those people that usually was more hot than cold, so when he started feeling the first shivers, he went directly to the meadow and it's eternal springtime.
And still he shivered.
Not only that, but his feet felt like he stuck them in ice water and his hands were stiffing... And that was when it struck him as funny, sitting in a springtime meadow and feeling the draw. It looked like someone was not being careful enough in this place. ]
I guess it's my turn to find him.
✗Cafeteria
[ it's easy enough to make a big stew in the kitchen. Cloud had gathered the ingredients from various places, adding in roasted meat from his hunt earlier the month and just let it cook. It was easy and it would also feed a number of people. That is if anyone was still feeling well enough to eat some. ]
Settings: 4th floor lounge, 25th floor the meadow, 1st floor cafeteria throughout the day.
Format: comment spam to start but will match
Summery: Cloud is having a few issues but will stop to cook
✗Lounge
[ he had been avoiding the dorms save for when he had to sleep in his bed. Cloud spent most of his time in the lounge, watching the clouds outside and thinking about what he was going to do. Not that the matter had changed much in the last three weeks, but more so because he is a little different. For some reason, he wanted to nag the former general about his ridiculousness. He wanted to tell him to grow up. In fact, he did and that was just not normal for Cloud at all.
So he watched the clouds and he sometimes slept in a nest made from half cured hides and thought.
This day was different though. This day he felt a crawling sensation, like a hundred tiny ants had been poured into his veins and then were fed sugar. He rubbed his arms and then frowned, a headache threatening to appear just behind his eyes.]
Great.
✗Meadow
[he could feel the cold. Cloud was one of those people that usually was more hot than cold, so when he started feeling the first shivers, he went directly to the meadow and it's eternal springtime.
And still he shivered.
Not only that, but his feet felt like he stuck them in ice water and his hands were stiffing... And that was when it struck him as funny, sitting in a springtime meadow and feeling the draw. It looked like someone was not being careful enough in this place. ]
I guess it's my turn to find him.
✗Cafeteria
[ it's easy enough to make a big stew in the kitchen. Cloud had gathered the ingredients from various places, adding in roasted meat from his hunt earlier the month and just let it cook. It was easy and it would also feed a number of people. That is if anyone was still feeling well enough to eat some. ]
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[ it tasted a little like deer, though not as gamey as what he was use to. Maybe because of this place's reality, the deer were less toughen as they were on the Planet. ]
There's plenty of veggies in it too; mostly wild stuff but it's all safe.
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[Deer. That brings all kinds of images to his mind. Like cute little deer from animated movies. Like that poor cute deer's mom being shot by hunters. Like that deer with fangs that almost killed him and Porky back in the woods.
He steps back.]
Uh... is it one of those deer from that forest on the 6th floor...?
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[ Cloud shrugged. The forest might be a little weird, but the deer with teeth never bothered him. There were worse things in this place to be scared of. ]
So no.
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[Picky steps back from the pot and shoves his hands into his pockets.]
I'll... I guess I'll pass. I'm not too hungry, yeah, and I'm sure the really sick people need it more, and...
[And then his stomach rumbled. Darn you, stomach!]
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[ Cloud ducked his head to check on the stew and to cover up the slight smile that appeared at that sound. ]
There's plenty of food here. You can have some or take some for others that you know. I don't mind; it's why I made so much.
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[The renewed offer for food just made Picky sigh, this time. Maybe he should just explain himself. That wasn't rude, right?]
I'm... kinda a vegetarian. And if it's a stew, it's all mixed together, so... I can't really pick it apart. I... guess I know a few people that'd want to have some...?
[Did he really want to bring Pokey some stew? He still wasn't sure.]
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[ He has heard that term before but he finds it a little funny. The way things are in this place, the next problem they will have would probably be man-eating plants. ]
I do have some left over tubers. You can take them and cook them any way you want here.